EP10. Witch Hunt (8)
Magic Distortion.
A side effect caused by seeing the world by sensing mana rather than eyes.
Of course, the count said that such cases are rare, but if it wasn’t…?
What if the world that Viola had seen, felt, and thought was distorted differently from the real thing?
“I, I.”
“Let’s go in first.”
The three women slowly made their way to a place that existed across from the owner’s room, but which she had not known until now.
The door was not locked. Tina, who was the most advanced, carefully grabbed her doorknob and pushed.
Unlike before, there were clearly traces of people in the room. Stepping out into her room, Tina turned her head and asked Viola.
“How does this room look now?”
If you really didn’t notice the existence of the room due to magic distortion, how would you accept it now that you entered the room? Viola’s reaction was more intense than she thought. With her head down, her face buried in her hands, her body shaking.
“I can’t see it. Nothing. It’s dark…”
“I think it would be better to have them wait outside.”
“I guess so. Then sepia. I’ll look over here, Mr. Viola…”
“No. I’ll have to check it out too.”
Viola interrupted Tina to voice her opinion. But she could be a bit dangerous, so Tina tried to stop her.
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“Not a good idea.”
“This is my house. …I have to check. I cannot entrust it to anyone else.”
Should I say it’s the pride I’ve grown while living as a wizard? Or should I say that Viola is the nature of a woman? She never seemed willing to give up on her will.
“I see. Then let’s examine the room.”
There will definitely be clues in this room. The important thing is that you never know what the information you find will mean. It may be more serious than they thought.
It didn’t take as long as I thought. In the first place, the owner of this room didn’t seem to feel the need to hide it. He picked up a piece of paper that was sitting right on the desk.
Tina, who was slowly reading through the dense writing on the paper, stood there for a long time, looking at her paper. After a good amount of time, she asked Viola.
“When did you lose your sight?”
“…12 Years ago.”
“When did you have children?”
“…Eight years ago.”
After answering her two questions, Tina thought about her again. Then she asked one last time.
“Who taught you the magic eye?”
“How did you know that?”
“Because it is written here. I plan to develop and teach you the magic called Magical Eye.”
Viola opened her mouth in shock at Tina’s explanation and repeated her close.
She barely managed to get her answer out.
“····Leodroka. This is my husband who went missing years ago.”
“Then, in other words… Ha. What the hell is this…”
Viola’s anxiety swelled at the sight of Tina, who couldn’t hide her surprise as she blurted out the end of her words.
She realized it intuitively. That the truth ahead of you would be too harsh for you.
But she couldn’t ignore it. If you avoid it because it’s scary, you’ll never be able to face the truth again.
“Tell me. Content of the text.”
“····Viola Ripeor.”
Tina said, looking at her Count with pity.
“You are not blind.”
***
Edward twirled his left shoulder, loosening his muscles. He felt once again that his whole body was groaning because he had grown old, and that the passage of time was so frightening.
The time that even the apostle of God could not avoid was enough to make him senile. It was an undeniable fact that he had become so weak that it would be rude to compare him to himself in his prime.
Edward said he was not confident. No matter how old he is and his one arm is missing, even if his opponent is a genius magician.
He didn’t have the confidence to lose.
“Can you hear me?”
“·······.”
“Hmm. My mind is awake, but my body may be being manipulated, so I will tell you.”
The old man was relaxed. He didn’t try to hide his leeway.
He spoke as if it were a peaceful situation away from battle.
“At first glance, your magic skills are excellent. So let me help you.”
“·······.”
“From a young wizard, to a decent young wizard.”
Edward threw off the silver gauntlets he was wearing. It’s not bad when dealing with monsters, but now that I’m trying to show my real skills, the gauntlet is only a hindrance.
An apostle of God is envied by many. Aside from the fact that they were simply chosen by God, the powers they use are enough to catch the eye.
Those who are beyond the human category and are like superhumans. Those who show off their abilities that are more amazing than magic.
Because they are God’s apostles.
But Edward, the Apostle of Mercy, was a little different from the other Apostles.
Of course, an apostle of God uses the power of the god he serves as his authority. Then, what power does Edward, the apostle of mercy, wield?
The answer is simple. It’s not about inflicting pain on the opponent halfway.
To send an opponent away painlessly with a single blow in battle. It was the ultimate mercy.
Edward, the Apostle of Mercy, was one of the most physically capable humans on the continent because of his powers.
“Then, from now on, I will go into a class for you.”
“Ένα λαμπερό αστέρι αποτελείται από πέντε φλόγες”
With Levi’s chant, five fireballs rose into the air this time. The size of one was so large that it was mistaken for the sun. Even though they were far away, the heat was vividly conveyed to the old man, so it was clear that it was truly terrifying magic.
“First. Mages don’t fight in narrow terrain.”
It didn’t matter much to Edward. The old man, who flew at a speed that was incomparable to Sean, reached Levi in an instant. Flames immediately fell on the old man, but his response was absurd.
As he stretched his fist high into the sky, strong wind pressure blew up and collided with a ball of fire that was like the sun. Frowning at the unrealistic appearance, Levy immediately slashed all the other four fireballs at the old man.
It was a step-by-step approach. As soon as he stepped on his foot, the ground began to crumble like an earthquake.
Not paying attention to the staggering Levi, Edward took out the entire broken floor.
It was like a hero lifting the ground, and it looked like a scene from a myth.
Levi’s attack was blocked by Edward’s floor shield.
Perhaps she thought she needed to change her strategy, the girl immediately proceeded to memorize the next spell.
“Αυτός ο κόσμος καλύπτεται με πάγο”
“Second. When fighting in a small area, I mainly use elemental chanting.”
Edward did not allow a break. By the time Levy had barely finished reciting the chant, the old man’s fist was already aiming at the girl.
Levi couldn’t help but use his magic and had to dodge backwards.
Of course, a normal wizard would have been unable to dodge the moment he saw his fist, and the match would have been decided.
However, Levy’s body instantly disappeared and immediately moved backwards. Seeing this, even Edward admired with a surprised expression.
“Whoa… It’s an instantaneous movement. It’s more amazing than you think.”
“·······.”
“But third. Such a secret weapon is revealed when outwitting the enemy.”
Edward strained his legs with the horse. The old man’s figure disappeared.
Levi couldn’t keep up with his movements, so he just looked around. His voice came from behind.
“This is how you say it.”
It wasn’t just that he was ignorantly strong. The speed was also insanely fast.
At this speed, what’s the difference between a magician’s teleportation?
Apart from being a magical genius, Levy doesn’t have much combat experience. Regardless of whether he was a genius or not, Edward was tired of being a fledgling wizard who was inexperienced in battle.
But Edward also overlooked it.
That a girl named Levi is not simply a genius.
Levi’s form disappeared in an instant. It wasn’t even a momentary move. Edward couldn’t find any sign of the enemy.
The battle isn’t over yet.
***
I keep hearing a huge explosion and vibration from below.
The battle between Levy and Edward was so fierce that it was difficult to climb the stairs properly.
They were both equally worried, but they couldn’t go back. Rather, for now, it is to climb up as quickly as possible to find and defeat her witch. ASAP.
The tower was as tall as it looked from the outside. It goes up and up, to the point where I can’t see the end.
It wasn’t until after climbing that long that Shaun finally began to see the ceiling of the tower.
“····Levi. Hang in there!”
Arriving at the top floor, Shawn looked around. No one was there, but a ladder leading to the top of the tower caught my eye instead.
If it’s not there, what should I do? It was quite possible, of course, that Sophie had lied. Of course, thinking that way wouldn’t change anything, so Shawn climbed the ladder.
Now I can’t see the ceiling even if I look up. If you look up, the blue sky just stretches endlessly.
At the top of the tall tower, I could see the whole view of Elioden at a glance.
And there.
There was a little girl sitting on the edge.
The girl with her dark hair flowing in the wind was so young that you might think she was only about 8 years old.
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
As if the child had already noticed that Sean had arrived, he looked at the scenery of Elioden and started talking.
As if it didn’t matter what the answer was, the child continued.
“My favorite place with the garden. Isn’t it pretty?”
“····Who are you?”
“This is Wiz. Wiz Ripeor.”
Of course, Sean didn’t ask for the child’s name, so he frowned and pressed for an answer.
“Answer me. Are you a witch’s child?”
“What is a witch child?”
Does the answer that came back to the question mean that the child is not a witch?
However, Wiz immediately answered his own question.
“Homunculus. Artificial life. Witch’s imitation. The source of the pestilence that causes the curse.”
“·······.”
“What is a witch child and why does it exist? Do you know?”
“Should I know that?”
“No. You don’t have to know. But I want to know.”
Wiz got up from her seat, patted her butt, and then turned to Sean.
The girl I finally met was a cute child with very clear eyes.
“Why was I born?”
“·······.”
“Why do you hate me?”
Looking at those eyes, Shawn realized.
The girl with a cute impression in front of me clearly knew that something was twisted.
She had more sorrow and anger in her purple eyes than anyone she had ever seen.
Why? Sean remembered someone from Wiz’s eyes.
In the memory that still remains as a trauma to Sean. The figure of the man in the robe felt like death itself.
Shaun drew his sword.
“I will kill you. Sorry.”
There was not the slightest regret in her voice.
But Wiz was shedding tears.
The end of the witch hunt is approaching.